I communicate for a living. I get paid for taking words and crafting messages - specifically so employees understand why what they do is important to the business, why them come to work everyday and what we "give" them for doing so.
Some folks work with numbers, others work with tools.
I work with words.
Every now and then, I get sick of words. It doesn't happen often but tonight, words have wore me out!
My darling Trey, just came bounding out of his room with a stack, a very discombobulated stack of what he called, news.
"Here Mom, read this!"
26 papers filled with words.
Score: Me - 0 ~ Words - 1 bazilion!
The words won.
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